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Both Kim and Ron looked up when a small aircraft appeared. It landed softly and a door on the side opened to let them enter. "Look, there's no time to argue. Just get in and hope the pilot is immune to chicken pox already." Kim said, giving Ron a slight push to the plane. They both went in, and Kim turned to talk to the pilot. Only, there was no pilot.
Wade's image appeared on a monitor in the front of the plane. "Wade! This is another one of your experimental aircraft thingies, isn't it?!" Kim said. Wade grinned. "Yup! This is a mini-plane. Hold on, these controls are more complicated than the helicopter last time." Kim and Ron gulped.
"I think I'm going to be sick." Kim said as the plane landed, an hour later on the outside of a golf course. Ron scrambled out of the plane and rushed to a trash can nearby, his face slightly green. "Hey, Kim," Wade called out before she disembarked from the plane herself. "Check your pack." Kim opened her backpack and extracted… a stick. "Uh, what exactly does this do?" she asked. "Press the button." Wade told her. Kim pressed the tiny button on the edge and it opened up to reveal… a ping-pong paddle. "Wade, what am I going to do with a ping-pong paddle?" "It's no ordinary ping-pong paddle. The surface is made of a special material that's extremely bouncy, even bouncier than a rubber ball. You can use it to hit those golf balls back without them exploding in your face on contact." Wade informed her. Kim pressed the button and it turned back into a stick. "Thanks, Wade." She said, then got off the plane.
"So where exactly is his lair?" Ron asked. As it was still early, the golf course wasn't open yet, which would make a delivery of stolen goods much easier. "The drop-off is supposed to be on the sand dune, so that's where we're going." Kim said.
The sun was already rising when the two reached the sand dune. Kim checked her watch. 6:55. They had five minutes before the delivery showed up. Kim went off to the side where there were plenty of trees, but would still allow a perfect view of the dune. Ron followed. Five minutes later, a golf cart appeared with a man dressed entirely in black at the wheel. He parked and got out, carrying a box. He placed it on the very center of the dune, got back on the cart and drove away. Almost immediately, a periscope popped out of the sand and surveyed the box. Then, a hole appeared in the sand and Duff Killigan himself emerged. Just as he was about to pick up the box, Kim jumped out of her hiding place.
"All right, Duff. I'm here to settle a score with you and to get back what you stole." Kim told him coolly. "Yeah!" Ron chimed in beside her. Duff Killigan looked up in surprise, but he quickly regained his composure. "And what score might that be, lassie?" he asked tauntingly. "You hurt a friend of mine, so you're gonna have to pay." Kim answered threateningly. "Oh, you mean the one with wheels?" Duff laughed cruelly. "He deserved it, just like you deserve this!" With that, Duff sent a golf ball straight at her.
A/N: What do you guys think so far? Please review! Next chapter's coming up… Kim gets violent!
A/N: By the way, thanks to cheerleader4life for pointing out my mistake in the last chapter so I can correct it.